The black business car was speeding on the highway, and Jiao Yang's eyes were just staring out the window.
"On the left... there is a hospital on the left..."
He noticed a hospital and shouted anxiously.
But the car had already sped past, turned into a quiet river, and stopped suddenly.
"Donny?!" Looking at Donny pushing open the car door, Jiao Yang just frowned, "Why did you drive the car here?"
"Don't worry, this generation is very quiet, no one will come." Downey winked at him, "I'm leaving first."
"Hello!"
Jiao Yang yelled anxiously, but Donnie just waved his hand with his back to him, and he strode away.
"Xiao Bei, don't worry, I... I'll call an ambulance right away..."
"No need." Mo Bei stretched his hand towards the car door and pushed it open, "I... I'll just take a cold shower in the river."
"Xiao Bei!" Jiao Yang grabbed her arm, "Your body won't be able to bear it."
"Then what do you want me to do?" Mo Bei roared, turned his face suddenly, and looked at him with a pair of big eyes, "Jiao Yang, do you... dislike me so much?"
"I……"
In the dim car, her long hair was messy, her cheeks were pink, and her eyes looking at him were full of crystal clear water, so pitiful.
"Yes...I'm sorry." Mo Bei gasped and turned around, "I...I'm leaving first..."
Jiao Yang tightened his fingers on her arm suddenly and pulled her over.
Mo Bei tilted his body, and she fell into his arms. He raised his face, and she looked at him with complicated eyes.
Raising his palm, Jiao Yang gently touched her face with his fingers, smoothing away some damp strands of hair in front of her face.
His slightly cool fingers brushed across her hot face, causing her body to tremble violently.
"Jiao Yang?"
Her voice was slightly dry.
"I don't dislike you... I never have." He held her face with his palm, and gently rubbed her delicate cheek with his fingertips, "Xiaobei, do you really want me?"
Straightening up, Mo Bei panted and brought his face to his.
"If I say yes, will you give it to me?"
"Silly girl!"
Jiao Yang whispered distressedly, gently lifted her chin with his palm, lowered his face and kissed her lips.
The moment their lips met, both of them trembled. He held her face with one hand, and his other hand had already stretched out to hug her tightly. Her waist was wrapped in a thin silk evening dress.
Inside, it is slender and soft, and the body that keeps exercising is full of elasticity.
Wrapping her arms around his neck, Mo Bei kissed him back without reservation, her body was burning with fire, and her sanity was almost burned out.
His palms brushed across her back and landed on her bare shoulders. With such a touch, she almost moaned uncontrollably. She retracted her fingers and tugged at his shoulders hurriedly.
shirt.
…
…
"Don't worry, I'll hurt you!"
Kissing her chin, he softly comforted her emotions, pulled her body against his, and while kissing her, he reached out and pinched the zipper of her dress.
Feeling her fingers tightening on his shoulders, Jiao Yang just frowned.
"Xiaobei, you..."
I thought that a girl like her would have had this kind of experience before, but she didn't expect that this was her first time.
"Jiao Yang..." Mo Bei gasped in his ear, "I want you to remember me, always remember me, no matter how many women you have in the future, you must remember me!"
